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Believe it or not, Adam, I've only ever been in the Red Lion once since it was taken over, and then I was drinking coke. But I've got this scene from a film and I can't remember which movie. AAARRRGGGHHH!

I'm trying to find a film - 1950s-1960s - and all I can remember is this one scene. Can someone help? THE SCENE; An 'investigator' hands a newspaper editor a package or key. He tells the editor it is important and that he will return for it later. The editor works and lives on the premesis - the newspaper is his life and blood. He puts the package/key in his office safe and continues working through the night. He has a habit of ordering coffee and sandwiches at a local deli and does so this night. A new deliveryman turns up and turns out to be an assassin who steals the package/key. I believe the film was in colour - I may be wrong. I also thought it was Kiss Me Deadly - the Mike Hammer film starring Ralph Meeker. Can anyone remember the scene and film. Cheers.

Even as a whippersnapper I have always regarded people as people, regardless of colour. (I even feel awkward putting that last bit in!) There was never any doubt or issue about racism with me and that has remained my mind set thoughout life. Judge a person not by the colour of his skin but by the colour of his soul. But getting back on topic, I used to drink at the Ridge Farm in the 70's - 80s. The lounge and the bar were like two different pubs. I always felt like the piano player stopped playing when I went in the bar. "Stranger in town". I have seen in the last few years all the pubs I used to bend an elbow in either close or get bulldozed down. The Bedlington Terrier was on my doorstep. It used to be a gold mine when I first drank there; you honestly had to queue outside to get in. Now it has homes on it. What has destroyed pubs, not just in Bedlington, is the breweries greed. If they would just see the simple logic of putting there prices down instead of up, then people would be going back into their establishments. Unfortunately the one card everybody pulls is the smoking ban, blaming that for the demise of pubs. No, it's greed, putting the beer up willy nilly and forcing people out of the pubs.

I knew Des Reay, he lived over the the road from us - Clement Avenue. I believe he was a miner and he always wore a dufflecoat. The other two I can't place, but my bro says he remembers Michael Furlong; he says he was a good goalie. I wasn't at the West Ridge; I'm a Woody Schooler. But my brother used to hang around with Den Reygate and Michael Logan. We all used to play football together.

Your welcome, Mickeypotts, there are a few on those that me and my bro used to hang around with. Dennis Reygate & Lesley Morris.

Faux Pas on behalf of News Post Leader. Headlines on front page... Top right...'Plans to tackle problem of stray horses to be agreed.' Followed by bottom headline....''Council say school meat has full traceability.' Er...

Hi, Mickeypotts, I put some on. Are these what you are looking for?

Having a houseful of moggies I know where to look. I could spot a black cat in a coal bunker. Good one that, Malcolm.

I've just seen two campanologists fighting at the church. They were having such a ding dong.

Happy birthday Mercuryg, have a good one.

That's truly amazing, Mickeypotts,! I wish I had your resolve, because I think I would have gone on a bender for the rest of my life. Great story.

Dear Keith and Malcolm, I am proud to enrol you in the Vampire Obliteration Manifesto - International Team - VOMIT, for short. You will be part of an elite vampire killing organization known as the Transylvanian Redemption Association Nullifying Nosferatus In Ethnical Societies - TRANNIES. You will be provided with a uniform – see photograph – and your duties will entail stalking the streets at night, dressed accordingly, and hunting down suspicious bloodsuckers. (I hasten to add that certain members of our initial team considered tax men in this criteria. It is a bit of a grey area on our part but out legal experts agree with their mind set on this one – act accordingly.) You will also be provided with the usual accoutrements – stake, hammer, garlic, crucifix, complete DVD collection of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Now I must warn you that some of our members were accosted whilst performing their duties – especially when in full uniform of fishnets, stiletto heels and Max factor make-up. Mostly this was down at Blyth docks late at night and I fear that some of our team took advantage of the situation and resorted to moonlighting. In one instance our chief vampire killer, Dennis the Destroyer, went professional and became Doreen the Dominatrix. I trust you will not be tempted by this by-trade. So I look forward to your initiation ceremony which will be in the graveyard at midnight wearing full costume. You will be given your tools of the trade and will be micro-chipped so we can track your movements, it is quaintly known as Stake and Chips. Until then and remember our motto – Vampires are a pain in the neck. Uniform details enclosed -

AND THE WINNER IS...KEITH AGAIN...AND MALCOLM. Well done chaps. Your prize will be forthcoming after I've fed the moggies.

Specifics please.

Actually, Adam, it was Danny Williams who had a number 1 with it in 1961. (I fell for that one in a quiz as well.)

OKAY, VARMINTS, WHAT'S THE CONNECTION.

I was walking along Whitley Bay promenade today eating a german sausage when a sea bird swooped down and tried to get my sausage. A guy for the RSPB said it was a tern for the wurst. Does a link of sausage constitute a food chain?

Was that not the near-miss asteroid, Malcolm? I know they were tracking that, but the Russian meteorite took everyone by surprise. I read somewhere that it was too small to track - or to be seen approaching. I've just finished reading a book called THE MARS MYSTERY by Graham Hancock and it dealt with comets, meteorites and asteroids. It is quite frightening to realise how vulnerable our blue world is to space rocks.

How come no one saw the Russian meteorite coming - ie scientists and astronomers!! It just shows you we have no effective deterent or warning system against possible extinction level events from space rocks. That ruddy thing was on top of us and not one organization warned the populace. What if that had been the size of Manhattan or the Isle of White! Russia could have had another Tunguska. And people laugh at things like the Mayan Prophecy. To be honest folks, I think we just dodged a bullet. And there are thousands of others out there.

I've got a fold-up pamphlet that is quite interesting regarding the iron Works. Can't remember where I got it though.

Let's hope it doesn't get deflected or knock out our satellites or land on Table 25. http://www.independe...on-8496325.html

Where did you have the meal, Keith? The Three Horseshoes?

You are right about people crossing busy roads and not using pedestrian crossings, Symptoms, I've seen it myself many times, BUT in this case the driver was on the wrong side of the road when he hit them and he was giving it licks in a built up area. Apart from that I can't see any traffic lights anywhere. Consider Bedlington Front Street - we have one crossing at the Market Place and none further up, except for those little islands. And this driver wouldn't have bothered about those. So if I came out of the Blue Bell and wanted to go to Grenfell's funeral parlour I would have to walk all the way down to the Market Place to use the crossing!!! Sorry, but this guy is totally wrong, especially since he didn't stop. The ironic thing, Symptoms, is that she was a driving instructor!!!

I've just realised there is a dark side to me. Because if I ever met the driver of this car know I would send him to hell. http://metro.co.uk/2...nd-run-3474386/

Could they not cook it for you as well and do the washing up afterward! (just joking!)